Monday, November 15, 2010

Cold Water

Like waking up to a glass of cold water in the face, that's how our relaxing trip north of the boarder ended. Driving home we were all missing our kids. We called the excited little people with updates along the way to build the anticipation of our homecoming. An hour before home . . . the phones of all three of the men in the call started ringing. SWAT call out. The kids were so disappointed that they couldn't be with their dad tonight. They made me promise to wake them up in the middle of the night when he gets home. Back sprinting through life tonight.

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About Me

I've often been asked why my blog is named, "Glory Laine". My middle name is Laine and it suggests to me quant path, and paths remind me of a journey and I blog to record my personal journey. Then I wanted something spiritual to show that I am on this journey with God's help. I debated between mercy and glory. Mercy lane sounded like a nursing home where people go to die, so Glory Laine it is.